English Poetry. Robert Lee Frost. Now Close the Windows. Роберт Ли Фрост.

Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

Now Close the Windows

Now close the windows and hush all the fields:
If the trees must, let them silently toss;
No bird is singing now, and if there is,
Be it my loss.

It will be long ere the marshes resume,
I will be long ere the earliest bird:
So close the windows and not hear the wind,
But see all wind-stirred.

Robert Lee Frost’s other poems:

1. The Investment
2. Reluctance
3. Pan with Us
4. What Fifty Said
5. Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter

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